A sestina about a slow-burning encounter and sensually-charged day that unfolds between two people, where ordinary groceries mirror growing intimacy and desire.
In our teens, we formed a band. The lineup was based more on who was in our circle than on musical skill. Maybe there was someone you liked, and even if they didn’t play any instruments, surely they could shake the tambourine.
Poem on friendship and nostalgia: I was in my twenties when a friend asked me if I wanted to be his 3 a.m. buddy—one of the biggest compliments anyone’s ever handed me.
I am an Indonesian writer/artist/illustrator and stationery web shop owner (Cafe Analog) based in Amsterdam, the Netherlands. I love facilitating writing/creative workshops and retreats, especially when they are tied to self-exploration and self-expression. In Indonesian, 'beradadisini' means being here. So, here I am, documenting life—one word at a time.
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4 Responses
bener deh jadi blog kuliner 🙂
aku diajak donk ke sana. T__T
pagi2 udah bikin ngiler ^_^
duh, maaaaappppp 😀